I have two that go hand in hand. One cannot exist without the other in my moral compass.

Acceptance and resistance.

Accept the things you truly cannot change and resist the injustices/cruelties that you can take a stand for and help to change.

Took me a hell of a long time to learn to accept certain things as absolutes, like the fact that suffering is an inherent part of life, but I have always been one to fight against things that can be changed. Not all suffering should be inherent to the human experience, though, and a lot of it can be fought against.

I’m fortunate enough to have really great parents. Like exceptionally great. I get legitimately really sad for others when I hear that they don’t have awesome parents. I can’t imagine going a day without talking to my mom. She and I talk every morning to make sure we both get up and get ready for the day. My stepfather and I don’t talk as often as my mom and I do, but he has been my only true father figure.

My biological father was an absolute piece of shit for most of my life, but he got his shit together and I see him as a good friend now. He and I talk almost every day, mostly about pets or work.

Don’t shame notepad! Just the other day I had to alter a host file so a computer could talk to a server! That’s a very important thing and I wouldn’t have been able to do it without trusty notepad!

Credit scores are just some fake shit that boomers made up. It’s so dumb.